Good Morning, everyone.
Well, I got my first call from the BLM yesterday. They asked if 1.) I still have the Mustang I adopted last Spring, 2.) Is she at the same address I have listed, 3.) Have there been any health problems, and 4.) Is she gentle yet.
Of course, I told them all about the hoof issues, and I asked if they'd had any other input from people who adopted the yearlings who were with Beautiful and had the same issues. However, she was just hired to make the phone calls, and really didn't know anything about Mustangs. She directed me to Angela Link--who I called and have left a message for.
Off that subject, we've been working on the barn--stall dividers, as I showed you in the last post--but I didn't mention the amount of noise associated with cutting the boards. My husband set up his work area directly in front of Beautiful's stall. To our amazement, when he started cutting, all the other animals ran out of the barn except Beautiful. A shiver went down her entire body, but she stood there watching, like always, big-eyed and curious.
I am so happy about that--as it shows the temperment I always look for in horses--the stand-there-and-don't-kill-yourself-with-fright type. I look for that in horses, but not all of my horses have it. In fact, my main riding horse, Cowboy, was exact opposite of that type of horse. He was a flip-around-and-run-the-opposite-direction-as-fast-as-you-can horse. Now he's a modified version of the same.
I'm excited for Beautiful to grow up and get saddle trained--but I have a couple of years to wait.
I have another thing on my mind today--I really wish I had an outdoor arena here. We have plenty of land for it, and it's on my list of things to do, but it seems to be coming so slow. By the time this ranch is like we want it, I will have developed a lot of patience--but I'll also be OLD.